28/11/2025
Every year when the holiday decorating starts, grief and sweetness seem to walk hand in hand. As I unpack the boxes, I find little treasures from Hayden — her tiny scribbles, her sweet handwriting, those last bits of her that still live here with us. They’re beautiful reminders, but they’re also incredibly heavy. It’s a mix of aching and gratitude that hits me every time.
Meanwhile, Bristol jumps right in with her full personality. She decorates boldly, confidently, and entirely in her own style — while my OCD quietly panics in the background 😆. But honestly? Her joy is contagious, and watching her create memories of her own softens the edges a little.
And then there’s the part of me wishing Aubrey was here too. The laughter, the teamwork, the little moments we’ve always shared. We’re saving a few things for her to add this weekend, because having all three of my girls represented — in memory, in presence, in love — is what makes our home feel whole.
This season is tender, emotional, messy, sweet… and somehow exactly what my heart needs right now.
